MS (25-11-1960 / Pakistan)

At Last You Departed

Oh! Friend for you supported my hand,
My deserted heart became a fairy-land.

I accompanied and went along with you,
Covering the distances on the hot sand.

I felt your presence like rosy fragrance,
Your subtle touch made my soul grand.

I adored you in the temple of my heart,
And placed you where deities did stand.

Ah! At last you departed like a dream,
Breaking the bond and linking strand.

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